Holy cow. This month is cruising at high altitude. My lady and I are moving into our own place again, for the first time since we left New York for grad school five years ago. It will be OH SO lovely to not have housemates (not that our housemates are bad, but… you know. Partner time.) We found a little back house right in our neighborhood that can only be described as ‘adorable’. So we immediately went in and painted it clown colors. Because we do not do adorable well. 🙂 Today I will finish that project – my office will be half turquoise and half orange, to offset the lime green living room walls you can see through the office door. No joke. We’re out of our minds.

I taught a one of my web design workshops to the group of acting interns at Claire’s theater (she’s the director of education here) and was reminded how much I love teaching. I hope that it can be a part of my life on a more regular basis some day.

OH! Right. The gayest part. I had my first premiere! ‘Trainers’, the web series I worked on last summer, premiered May 9th at the Fox lot. Although it was a harrowing time getting there (we missed the first screening, boo, so I’m not in any of the ‘all cast’ photos from the red carpet) it was actually not awful to see myself on a movie screen. I still have mixed feelings about the writing of my character, (if any Trainers folks read this, this is NOT a dig, just an invitation to a conversation) but I think I did a decent job given what I had to work with, and if the series gets picked up for real I have a much more interesting storyline down the road. You can watch the whole thing here and on Comediva.

Next weekend we’re flying to Austin for my cousin’s wedding (yay! I’ve never been to Austin! musicandfoodandyumsandweddingfoodandhotels…) It may be the first time I see my parents since the Great Thanksgiving Fight of 2012, but last I heard they were still on the fence about going. Something about needing to save their money to avoid the imminent fascist government takeover blah blah blah…

Alright. Back to packing. In the least metaphorical sense. Next time pics of the claun haus. AND THE NEW PUPPY. Yup. It’s happening.

Finally – a speaking role. Who knew that one of the drawbacks of becoming a physically trained performer would be never getting to play roles that talk? I mean, seriously, I’ve done more silent film than most living actors. Finally I can move into the talkies.

I’m playing a closeted-but-butch personal trainer, and, as far as I can tell from the first three episodes, this woman is not stupid or slow – something I find most butch characters are written as. Although since this is a comedy all the characters are written to be parodies of themselves, so it’s not like I’ll be playing a groundbreaking character who just happens to be butch. But I can deal with that… it’s a transformation that won’t happen overnight.

The first table read is tonight and we start shooting this weekend. I’m excited that I booked this – I think I was one of the only actors there without representation (an agent), since I left my agent last fall. So it’s doubly awesome. AND even though I’ve lost a ton of weight since I moved to LA, I don’t exactly have a gym-body, so triply awesome that they’re casting someone not rail thin.

I also consider this a big “fuck you” to the man who told me to closet myself at the networking event I went to a few weeks ago. This shit is happening, dude. More details as they unfold.